I could use a dream or a genie or a wish
To go back to a place much simpler than this
Cause after all the partyin' and smashin' and crashin'
And all the pandemonium and all the madness
There comes a time where you fade to the blackness
And when you're staring at that phone in your lap
And you hoping, but them people never call you back
But that's just how the story unfolds
You get another hand soon after you fold
If you had one chance


fan va onödigt josefin, dumt.
mycke dumt.
planer är planer.
men jag skulle vilja ha stannat.
jag önska att jag kunde vara tillbaks inatt.
puss

josefinnilsson,
If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me?
For I must be traveling on now
♥